It's Day Three
Some natives have found me, they seem nice enough.
They give me encouragement, and have convinced me that what I'm doing is not entirely without waste.
One day, all of this will make a difference.
I have found water.
And I edit on.Read more >
It's day two.
No sign of food... or... water...
I don't know how much longer I can go on.
My mouth is parched, dying for a drop of something... anything.
But all I can do.
Is edit lyrics.
To an obscure Danish band that no one really cares about.
But I delude myself into thinking it will contribute to the world.
Must. Stop. This. Madness.Read more >